Get to work

You had laid the groundwork for some serious fun down the line, so now you just had to let the wheels turn. Mom went upstairs to shake

First up, you started a quick load of laundry. None of the clothes already in the laundry room seemed fresh enough to bother digging around for panties, but you figured there were three or four loads worth. That meant three or four loads before you got to strip your mother and sister naked! Assuming they even went along with it once they realized...

With the washer going, you changed into your work clothes and went out to the garage.

Nichole had already pulled the car out into the driveway and was now wrestling with the tangled garden hose in the corner. You hadn't thought twice about assigning her "Wash Car," but now that you saw her and thought about how hot and wet she was going to get out there, you were struck with sudden inspiration.

"What do you think you're doing?" you demanded in your best authoritarian voice.

Nichole threw the hose down in frustration and huffed at you; "I'm trying to wash the fucking car, but this stupid hose is--"

"No shit, cunt-for-brains! I assigned you that chore myself, remember? I meant why are you trying to wash the car wearing that?"

You gestured vaguely at her mid-thigh athletic shorts and baggy old t-shirt, and Nichole looked back and forth from you and her clothes in confusion. You made a big show of sighing at her.

"You're damn lucky you've got a body like that... It's way too hot to go outside in black clothes, and they'll soak right through once you start spraying water! You march your tight little ass back to your room and put on that skimpy pink bikini of yours, young lady!"

Nichole rolled her eyes as obviously as she could manage, but she pushed past you and into the house anyway. You went ahead and started untangling the hose for her, because you were a pervert not an asshole. It was knotted up pretty bad, to be fair to your sister. You finally managed to straighten it out right as she came back, and she was a real sight to behold.

This notorious pink bikini was by far the tiniest one Nichole owned -- smaller than the one she usually wore sunbathing, going by the exposed tanlines along her hips and shoulders. Her tits and ass weren't nearly as big as Mom's, but her firm, fit frame was just as sexy in its own way. You followed her smooth, slender legs all the way down and noticed that she hadn't put her shoes back on. There was something cute about the way she wiggled her toes against the cold concrete floor.

"There," Nichole spat, "are you happy now?"